He puts his hands on my breasts and massages them. I reach over and pull his face towards me. Our lips meet and we begin with just a slight kiss which... deepens as we keeps going. His breath is so warm, I keep going craving for more. He turns me so that I face him and I cant help but smile. "I love you" we say at the same time. Even though I am so in love with him, my own body betrays me by desiring another pair of arms, lips, a different touch. I try to push those thoughts aside, but as hard as. I took a Dairy Milk Silk (her favorite) from my bag and started unwrapping it.I said, “If someone wants to have it then they have to give me a hug or the whole thing will be mine.” She saw me, gave a smile and came near me to apologize. But I was not ready to forgive her and ran to the living room where my uncle was.I went to him shouting, “Uncle, someone is chasing me for chocolate.” He saw her coming towards me and felt so happy. He was seeing her smile after a long time. I stayed for two. His father had died the year before and she was a lonely, hungry woman. One day after her shower, she lay back on her bed with the door open naked waiting for Eamon to get home from school. She shivered thinking of how wet she was that day, the shocked look on his young, handsome face when he walked down the hall."Don't be afraid, my son." she whispered as he stared at her naked form. His eyes darting from breasts to lips to legs and hips to the core of her fragrant womanhood. He walked. What the heck? I lowered my head down into his lap and pursed my lips and planted a chaste little kiss on the tip of his cock. It was definitely cute, like a sturdy little soldier standing at attention. I kissed it again, with more feeling, my lips softly wrapping the helmet on the little guy. I massaged it with my lips and then sucked my breath in slightly as I pulled back resulting in a kissing noise. The noises I heard from Prairie Dog's mouth told me he liked what I was doing.My drug warmed.